Kuai Chuan Ancestor: Paranoid villain is addicted to pets

Chapter 90 Delicate cannon fodder vs gloomy disabled boss 90
late at night.

In an abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city, Fu Mingkun, who was still wrapped in gauze while sitting in a wheelchair, stared at An Qing's figure projected by the projector on the opposite wall, with deep hatred surging in his bloodshot eyes.

"If he wants to kill me, then I will kill his woman and lose the most important person. I see how happy he is. I want him to spend his whole life in pain and despair."
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"Honey, what's wrong with you? Why are you looking at me like that?"

In the study room, An Qing was concentrating on writing the test paper, when she suddenly felt two fixed gazes from her side, and she looked over with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"It's nothing."

Fu Jingchen looked back, smiled, was silent for a moment, and said, "Sometimes I feel scared."

"Afraid of what?" An Qing asked in surprise.

"Afraid of losing you."

Fu Jingchen looked at her, with a little anxiety in his dark eyes.

"Don't be afraid, as long as there is no accident, I will always be with me."

An Qing raised her hand to touch his face.

Looking at her gentle and beautiful smiling face, Fu Jingchen held her wrist and pulled her into his arms. Holding her delicate body, he buried his handsome face in her soft and thick hair and took a deep breath of fragrance.

"I don't allow accidents to happen, no one can take you away from me, not even accidents!"

He became ruthless while speaking, and his tone was domineering and paranoid.

An Qing froze for a moment, she really didn't know that he still had such a paranoid side.

Feeling the fear of his overbearing, she sighed, put her arms around his narrow waist, and stroked his back, "Don't be afraid, I won't leave you."

"Really?" Fu Jingchen's deep eyes are shining.

"Of course." An Qing nodded with a smile.

"I love you, wife." Fu Jingchen moved his eyes to his lips, and after finishing speaking, he bowed his head and kissed his lips.

An Qing raised her head, wrapped her arms around his neck, and responded to his kiss.

Wang Qian was right, this man is really boring.

Sure enough, it was the most unbearable for a cold and ascetic man to flirt.

The next day.

school.

An Qing and Wang Qian sat in the middle and took out the books to be taught in this class.

"Hey? Xiaoqing, what happened to your neck?"

"What's the matter?" An Qing rubbed her neck, and turned on the front camera of her phone to look in doubt.

A faint red mark appeared on the left side of the neck, which was somewhat ambiguous.

...This dead man, tell him not to bite her neck, but he bites, smelly and shameless.

"Bite by a bug?"

"……can say that."

Big ** is also a bug.

"Really? It doesn't look like it."

Wang Qianhe stared at her neck and studied.

An Qing was helpless, put her hand on top of her head and turned it around, and asked her to look at the blackboard, "The teacher is here, listen carefully to the class."

"Oh."

Seeing that Wang Qian's attention was diverted, An Qing breathed a sigh of relief, took out the concealer, and applied it on the strawberries.

Finish a day of class.

At the school gate, An Qing got into the Rolls-Royce opposite under everyone's envious eyes.

As soon as he got into the car, Fu Jingchen put his arms around her waist and hugged her into his arms.

Let's just say that their positions have been completely reversed now. It was An Qing's clinging to him before, but now it's his turn to be clinging to her.

"Wife, do you think about me?" Since calling her wife yesterday, Fu Jingchen has become more and more fluent.

(End of this chapter)